Friday, March 19, 2010

Real bikers - like!

I should've guessed! As soon as the rain stops and the sun comes out, all the poncy, mincey bikers on their shiny, vibrating crotch rockets creep out from their centrally heated garages and fill up the spaces in the motorcycle bays.
They throb past my grubby little 400cc commuter with their million cc posy bikes, wearing squeaky clean leathers and a sneer - but I bet I've covered more miles in the rain and frost this winter, than they'll do on dry roads all summer!

But today it rained!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

More frost!

The weather forecasters got it a bit wrong - there was a frost this morning, but not too heavy and it soon disappeared.  All gone by the time I got to Winchester.
There was lots of sunshine, too! Now that makes riding a pleasure - just them potholes to fix.

While I was away enjoying the countryside in the caravan, they'd decided to change round the office. I had to start the day by installing my own pc on a different desk and moving the old terminal somewhere else. Oh, the trials and tribulations of working in IT!

Monday, March 15, 2010

At last!

I've been back on two wheels for a couple of weeks. The snow has gone but we've still had some sub-zero starts to the day, made the old fingers ache a bit but soon thawed out in the nice warm office.

The forecast for the next few days is dry with temperatures starting above freezing and reaching highs of maybe 14C. Positively balmy for biking!

Bit of a hiccup for the Landrover recently. We were heading off to Kent for a family funeral and we left home with plenty of time to spare. Not long into the journey I noticed a lack of power when trying to accelerate, a symptom I recognised from a caravan towing trip towards the end on last year, but not accompanied by clouds of black smoke this time. We managed 25 miles to the Winchester Services on the M3 and pulled in to investigate.

Yep, same as before, a split in the hose from intercooler to manifold (different hose this time). By the time the RAC man had searched for a new part, without success, and made a temporary repair to the old one we were too late to continue to Kent.

 We phone our apologies and will have to make the trip later, to visit relatives. Still that's life.